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arcielee · 1 year

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To feel the rare before and after.

Image by the talented @kyloremus

Paring: modern Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader Word Count: 900+ Warnings: Reader AFAB, smutty smut, overstimulation, p in v, spit play, pwp at its best (I hope). Author's Note: This title is the lyrics from The Drone Interlude by Sleep Walking Animals and this is my birthday present to the wonderful @annikin-im-panicin. She requested some Aemond smut and I thought to myself, “Abso-fucking-lutely.” Thank you @foxee-writes for being my beloved beta reader 💜 Dividers by @saradika 💜 Taglist (Tumblr kindred spirits): @aaaaaamond @watercolorskyy @schniiipsel @sylas-the-grim @aemondx @fan-goddess @babygirlyofthevale @httpsdoll @theromanticegoist @hb8301

You loved the feeling of his arms and how they wrapped around your waist, as he pulled you to straddle his lap. “One more for me, pretty girl,” and your skin raised with the breathless command he whispered against the nape of your neck, his lips feathering your pulse.

His large hands roamed your curves, settling on the softness of your hips with a firm hold and lining himself with your entrance once again. Aemond lifted his hips, simultaneously lowering you as he slowly sheathed his length into your velvet walls, with a delicious stretch still.

You can only whine in response; your hold around his neck tightens, your body flushed against his chest as he continues his slow pace that bruises against that sweet spot within you. Stars burst with his each thrust, your body already blossoming from your prior releases: the sheen of sweat mixing with the slick between your thighs, the rose bloom spilling from your cheeks down to your neck and chest, your nipples pebbling with pleasure with his relentless rhythm.

“Aemond,” you almost cried. “I can’t…”

“You can,” he hummed, his pace now unfaltering, his teeth grazing the junction of your neck to your shoulder.

You shuddered in response; in truth, it was already curling at the base of your spine, his thrusts rekindling that coil in your lower abdomen, a fluttering pleasure that came in waves and touching every fiber of your being. You were breathless, relaxing your hold around his neck and falling back, your hands moving behind to grip his knees to keep yourself upright.

His feet are firmly planted on the floor, seated on the bed’s edge. Aemond moved his hold, with one arm wrapping around your waist while his other hand pressed in the inside of your thigh, his thumb following the patch of curls before pressing against your pearl with his familiar touch.

You are raw, tender, and already on the precipice of being overstimulated, and with his deliberate touch, you can feel your climax being ripped from you. It is without the same tensity of your last release, but with his added ministrations it elongates it in a way that is both painful and delicious.

Aemond pulled you closer, groaning into your neck as your cunt clenches with your climax, his velvet tone whispering praises against your flushed skin–good girl. You melt against his chest, the sticky sweet touch of skin-to-skin, and you sigh sweetly with how he tightened his hold, pulling you closer still.

When he pushed to stand, your legs crossed around his slender waist with a squeak of your surprise as he turned to face the bed, releasing his hold of you and allowing you to fall back against the sex soaked sheets.

You propped yourself onto your elbows, watching his silver brows knit above his bicolored gaze that drinks in your every curve. You burned under his steady stare; there is an ethereal beauty about him, from the jut of his hips with his languid stance, the smooth planes of his chest and the Adonis belt that lined his lower abdomen, to how his hair clung and framed his sweat, aglow face, and the rose coloring that dusts his sharp features.

Aemond kneeled onto the bed, each hand reaching to grasp around your ankles, and pulling you closer to him. You giggled from the sudden pull, your ass now pressing against his thighs, and you saw the hint of his smile as he moved the soles of your feet to press against his chest. You shivered when he turned his head, his lips pressing against the arc of your foot, and he then leaned over you, a curtain of silver, the soft tickle of his tresses against your bare chest, and his arms planting on each side of you, caging you against the mattress.

You mewled pitifully as he moved his hips, the touch of his tip and how it almost glides against your silken folds before sinking into your warmth once again.

“Aemond,” you begged and you moaned as he bottoms out, stretching you from within.

He only hums again, a mixture of his acknowledgement and his own satisfaction from how well you fit around his cock. His grip dimpled the plushness of your thighs, a bracing hold for the snap of his hips against you. “Touch yourself,” his voice is low, demanding.

Your fingertips trailed from his chest to his jaw and his head dips to take them into his mouth, the tickle of his tongue with how it curls around each digit before you pull back. The spittle breaks away onto his chin and your fingers gently touch the tendered nub above his rhythmic in and out, above the suction of your swollen lips and the ring of white around the base of his cock.

Aemond watched you, enjoying the ripple of your supple curves with his each rut, the bounce of your breasts as his pace quickens, and your soft cry that accompanies your soft touch with how you circled your fingers intimately.

He pulled back, quick to fist his length to completion with the pearly spill of his release across your stomach. There is a pause, a deep exhale before he gets up, disappearing into the bathroom. You can hear the faucet turn on for a moment, before he returns with a damp washcloth that was pleasantly warm to the touch.

Aemond is thorough and he is gentle, wiping you clean before tossing it into the hamper. He then crawled beneath the covers, pulling you to follow, until your backside was flushed against his chest.

He nuzzled into your neck, a soft kiss behind your ear with the whisper, “Happy birthday, pretty girl.”

arcie’s masterlist

#aemond targaryen #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x you #modern aemond targaryen #hotd aemond #hotd fanfic #hotd fanfiction #there is a sprinkle of plot if you squint #but not really

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killergirlfuria · 5 months

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Well this took... A while. Anyway decided to draw Desmond and Alex surrounded by cats because they deserve nice things.

(some) Cats and their owners under the cut.

Taz - @dezmondmyles Andi - @lady-tellulah-monstresor Valkyrie - @annikin-im-panicin Stitch - @kenziepotakuwannabe Hakuryuu - @foxee-or Marissa - @cooldadmondmiles Tony - @catpop12343 Pinky - @sunphyre

If I drew your cat but didn't tag you, but you wanted to be tagged, tell me and I'll add it.

#assassin's creed #prototype 2009 #protocreed #deslex #alex mercer #desmond miles

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em-writes-stuff-sometimes · 1 year

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Hey, everyone! Lol, it's been a ride. Thank you to everyone who's reached out to me via DM or anon offering kind words - I've since discovered that this account has stolen a further two works of mine and attempted to pass it off as their own. I can only assume they're trolling, or are a minor, or both! Super disappointing. Your messages have been super lovely and I'm so grateful for the outpour of support from our community of readers and writers alike.

It sucked at first, but now I'm more or less convinced it's a troll of some sort. It's hard to be genuinely angry at something so astoundingly low-effort. This individual didn't even TRY to make it their own work; I might have respected them a little more if they did.

I agree, nonnies. Most likely, it's the same person who decided to copy @osferthsbussy not long ago. Guess we in the same boat now, lol. We're #famoose, haha! But for real, WHY?? What is the value-add of this behaviour? I'm so, SO confused.

If you're a new fanfiction writer, I'd be happy to beta for you. There's no need to go around stealing my work. And there's CERTAINLY no need to go forth and send me gross anons:

Of course, I can only assume this is the individual in question. I'll be turning off anons for the next couple days, I think - just because this isn't the nicest thing to wake up to, lol.

To said individual: please, please accept that you have done the wrong thing here - in BOTH cases, if you are the same person who's plagiarised from the House of the Dragon fandom before. I've given you as much grace as possible; I won't be giving you any more.

Finally, I want to thank these people for going hard on my behalf. I'm so grateful to be in a community with all you lovely folks:

@shruie @beaconofthehightower @bottlesandbarricades @ewanmitchellcrumbs @crownedtargaryen @anditsmywholeheart @valeskafics @hotdapologist @exitpursuedbyavulcan @its-actually-minicika @evisnotok @annoying-leftist-donkey @inlovewithhisblueeyes @osferthsbussy @oneeyedvisenya @blackdreamspeaks @flower-cage @reflection-of-narcissus @alicentive @themotherofhorses @foxee-writes @kays-current-obsession

I'm positive I'm forgetting some people, but please know that I'm so so thankful to you all for going to bat on my behalf. You're all amazing, each and every one of you.

Well. Let's see how this pans out, shall we? Lol, this is the dumbest thing I've seen in a while, which is saying something. I'm going to go do things that are in my power to control, like writing. This bully (lol I'll use their word against them) isn't taking me down - I'M NOT GOING NOWHERE, BEETCHES!

Love ya all!

#fandom #fandom plagiarism #fanfiction plagiarism #fandom stuff

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strangersunghoon · 2 years

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Masterlist of my favorite stories

none of these are written by me so credits to all the wonderful authors <3

PART 2

PART 3

My house of the dragon playlist on Spotify

What does everything mean :

Smut ❤️‍🔥

Pregnancy 🤰

Angst 🌧

Fluff 💓

Horror 💀

Personal favorites ⭐️

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Kang Yeosang (ATEEZ)

-> A dying soul by @gaiyofanfiction 🌧💓

-> Prince Charming by @cvpitvno 🌧️

-> friends with benefits by @ kimbappykidding ❤️‍🔥💓🌧️

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Park Sunghoon (ENHYPEN)

-> Breaking me in two (masterlist) with Jake by @wildernessuntothemselves ❤️‍🔥💓🌧

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Ewan Mitchell (actor)

Aemond Targaryen (HOUSE OF THE DRAGON)

-> the missing piece by @heartysworld 🤰🌧️

-> my little ocean by @afro-hispwriter 🤰🌧️⭐️

-> family diner by @ Afro-hispwriter ❤️‍🔥

-> riding a dragon by @ afro-hispwriter ❤️‍🔥

-> the other woman by @bichachonacho 🌧️⭐️

-> an old flame by @b00kdiary 🌧️❤️‍🔥

-> a son for a son by @ikilledjoffery 🌧️⭐️

-> it feels like the very first time by @queers-gambit ❤️‍🔥💓

-> a fair exchange by @mendes-bae 🤰💓🌧️❤️‍🔥

-> the rage of a mother by @insxghtt 🌧️

-> Don’t blame me by @dazaikamo

-> salt the earth behind you @ultralightpoe 🌧️❤️‍🔥

-> bound in fire and blood by @dedicatednotobsessed

-> when pride married prejudice by @ queers-gambit 🤰🌧️❤️‍🔥💓

-> a mother for a son by @targaryenrealnessdarling 🤰🌧️⭐️

-> fool me once by @dulcewrites 🤰🌧️

-> unbearable by @ewanmitchellcrumbs ❤️‍🔥🌧️

-> sunshine by @pinkydevil16 ❤️‍🔥🤰🌧️💓

-> all mine by @ pinkydevil16 ❤️‍🔥🤰🌧️

-> what have you done by @patheticdarling 🤰🌧️

-> his lady wife by @ slytherdoravenger 🤰🌧️

-> an eye for an eye, a child for a child by @kitkatscabinet 🤰💓🌧️⭐️

-> our little secret by @ rushtoproof🌧️

-> the dragon’s misteress by @misguidedasgardian 🌧️

-> golden & silver, my new colors by @mrsgrwy 🤰🌧️

-> smoke, Fire & ash by @asumofwords 🌧️❤️‍🔥⭐️

-> if looks could kill by @ targaryenrealnessdarling 🤰🌧️💓

-> Forever and always… or maybe never by @multi-fandom-simp 🌧️

-> the lost dragon by @foxee-writes 🤰🌧️❤️‍🔥

-> just like animals by @themotherofhorses ❤️‍🔥🤰

-> little dragon by @ichorai 🤰❤️‍🔥💓

-> could you pretend to be in love by @neptuneiris ⭐️

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Acotar (book)

AZRIEL SHADOWSINGER

-> intertwine by @azsazz ❤️‍🔥

-> ringside by @ azsazz

-> flame & Ash by @ azsazz ❤️‍🔥

-> family dynamic by @ azsazz 🤰💓

-> one more by @ azsazz 🤰❤️‍🔥

-> not me by @ azsazz ❤️‍🔥💓🌧️

-> two is better than one by @ azsazz 🤰

-> the one with the best she ever had by @ azsazz

-> lips of an Angel by @ azsazz 🤰🌧️

-> changing shadows by @illyrian-dreamer ❤️‍🔥💓

-> the joy of parenthood by @fieldofdaisiies ❤️‍🔥

-> shadowsinger baby by @ fieldofdaisiies 🤰❤️‍🔥

-> coming home by @acourtofwhatthefuck ❤️‍🔥🌧️

-> out of reasons to love you by @bubbles-for-all-of-us 🌧️⭐️

-> hear the lonely cry out by @ bubbles-for-all-of-us 🌧️🤰💓⭐️

-> wish things were different by @violet-shadows 🌧️

-> first time by @gothicbabydollz ❤️‍🔥

-> moving on by @ violet-shadows 🌧️

-> an Illyrian baby @llamamamareads 🤰⭐️

-> hurts like hell by @ iamqueenpotato 🌧️

-> lease of life by @ lucysstoryworld 🌧️

-> prettiest girl by @ aroseinvelaris 🌧️

-> soul sick by @ mxigo 🌧️⭐️

-> Glass shards by @ acotar-writing 🌧️❤️‍🔥⭐️

-> falling by @ bookish-whore 🌧️⭐️

-> exile by @ bookish-whore 🌧️🤰

-> always by @ redbleedingrose 🌧️

-> low on hope by @ violet-shadows 🌧️

-> the secrets we hide by @ fieldofdaiisies 🤰🌧️⭐️

-> stories to be told by @ Icey—stars

-> his second choice by @ ellievickstars 🌧️

-> I hate that I love you by @ iamqueenpotato 🌧️⭐️

-> never yours by @ ladylokilaufeyson5 🌧️

-> unrequited by @ mrs-azriel 🌧️⭐️

-> supposed to be together by @ angelshadowsinger ❤️‍🔥🌧️⭐️

-> son of the darkness by @ moonlightazriel ❤️‍🔥

-> pain, pain go away by @ Azriels-angels ❤️‍🔥

-> drowning by @ needed-as-a-grace-note 🌧️

-> lost in a labyrinth by @serpentandlily ❤️‍🔥

-> bloodied bond by @ellievickstar 🌧️

-> control by @cosmic-whispers 🌧️

-> laborious activities by @writingcroissant 🤰

-> it’s a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it by @starryevermore 🤰🌧️⭐️

-> unrequited love by @pit-and-the-pen 🌧️

-> washing his wings by @tadpolesonalgae ⭐️

-> Heather by @purple-writer8 🌧️

-> never yours by @really-fanny-longbottom 🌧️🤰

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f4ll-for-you · 1 year

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Thank you for all your love and support!! This fandom is wonderful and Aegon is my life and soul

BIG thank you to my besties for helping me write & letting me babble ideas at them constantly @arcielee @raphaellathedragon @valeskafics @aspen-carter @foxee-writes you are wonderful and I’m so glad I met you all💛

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prestonmonterey · 2 months

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ooo what is the chnt forest files au i might’ve missed a post but like if i didnt

explain

oh haha dont worry you didnt miss anyhting!

its an au ive been workin on with some friends thats kinda just season 1 again, but without the elephant man, and instead we have a couple ocs that like come outta the forest and hang out at camp

theyre kinda self inserts :P so mine is birb, hes a lil crow guy with wings for ears and big ol wings and a tail, and before he was in the forest he was kinda someones pet in human society, so one of his wings is clipped and he cant fly. birb forces themself onto yvonne and just follows her around everywhere

@keithbutgay is mothboy, whos a lil guy with antennae and big moth wings, mostly based off a spongy moth. he gets adopted by cabin magpie moth and is friends with rowan :3

@eeveeberry s character is foxee, who has big fox ears and a tail, and theyre very protective and kinda become the defender of camp, and theyre very close with mothboy too

and then the last character (this persons not on tumblr) is named waferr and she has ferret ears and tail and she becomes a counselor and becomes friends with sydney, but she feels responsible to like, fix all of his problems, and gets really stressed and sad and spends a lot of time crying under his desk

we've only scripted a couple episodes and idk if theres gonna be a whole overarching plot

uhh i might share some of the scripts if im allowed too but not the full episode recordings bc theyd totally doxx us :(

idk i also obviously wouldnt post my friends voices if they werent comfortable but im voicing jeddie so maybe if theres one thats mostly him i can :3

#marble asks #chnt forest files au #camp here and there: forest files

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lunamagicablu · 1 year

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foxee flowers by bravenor88-DeviantArt

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mercurygray · 1 year

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First Lines Meme

got tagged by @latibvles and @tortoisesshells to do this first lines meme which means I should probably really do it.

Mourmelon did not improve on acquaintance. (Chapter 45, The Darkening Sky, Band of Brothers.)

It was always warm in the nursery. (Chapter 3, Stand Your Ground, House of the Dragon.)

She never tired of coming home. (Drabble for Elin Florent, House of the Dragon.)

She wasn’t looking for attention. (Drabble for Edith Eadig, Vikings: Valhalla)

Mike Sadler was bloody late for poker. (A Falcon Circling, SAS: Rogue Heroes)

Billie Mitchell didn’t miss much. (Drabble for Billie Mitchell, The Darkening Sky, Band of Brothers)

Battle was its own kind of prayer. (Chapter 2, Stand Your Ground, House of the Dragon)

It was a very small bed. (Drabble for Marjorie Gordon, The Darkening Sky, Band of Brothers.)

She’d been a fool to think it meant anything. (Drabble for Edith Eadig, Vikings: Valhalla)

He had a good idea she’d be alone. (Drabble for Dick Winters and Joan Warren, The Darkening Sky, Band AU, Band of Brothers)

Tagging @foxee-writes @emma-ofnormandy @therealvikingstrash @ewanmitchellcrumbs @muse-oleum and anyone who wants to tell me right now about the new thing they're working on.

#short! punchy! to the point!#ngl shoshi said something once about my opening lines and i've been selfconcious about them ever since #but I do try #askbox memes

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keithbutgay · 2 months

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do you

have

any more

bracelet ideas

( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)

/nf

uhh maybe!! hm...

this is a really bad one and i think i would be the only one to get this but "living fucking nightmare"

chibi or chibikko (bsd-- different chuuya/dazai nickname haha. he only calls him it once but the fandom took it and ran)

hugo supervision

emotional support hugo

i'm engaged /hj

mothboy, foxee, birb, waferr...

bio major

rowan x2 /hj

goggles

glasses

wereballs

blue pancakes

jeddie

i know these are really bad but uh. in my defense i didn't sleep-- and so my brain isn't working--

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arcielee · 1 year

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Silk Binds

Paring: modern Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader Word Count: 1500+ Warnings: Smutty smut, slight bondage, foreplay (female receiving), overstimulation, p in v. Author's Note: This is a a request and I just wanted to say thank you so much, anon. ♥ I really enjoyed thinking this through and though I didn’t delve into everything requested, I enjoyed the idea of comfort fluff shared between partners who know one another so well. I hope you enjoy! As always, a huge shout out to @aspen-carter and @foxee-writes for being my darling beta readers! Dividers by @jaysdividers Taglist (Tumblr kindred spirits): @aaaaaamond @sirenofavalon @annikin-im-panicin @watercolorskyy @schniiipsel @aemondx

It had started with a tag sent by a friend, a series of stories from a depraved site that you would read in silence; you did your best to remain stoic, but both fortunately and unfortunately, your boyfriend had been with you far too long and knew you too well.

“What are you reading?” His voice was coy, playful, and he curled up to your side, slipping his arm around your waist and pulling you against his chest.

Your face burned with his question and, at first, you brought your phone to your chest. His cheeks dimpled with his suppressed laughter, surprised by your sudden shyness. You nestled against his chest, his voice low and soothing, coaxing you to share with your significant other until you finally hand him your phone.

Aemond was quiet, no reaction except for the curl of his lips when he finished the chapter. He turned towards you, pressing closer until his nose touched the column of your neck and trailing upwards until his lips were against your ear. “Is this what you want, sweetness?”

This is why you loved him. After all these years together, he was still so willing to do or try anything for your satisfaction.

And a few nights later, you felt the flutter of trepidation as you watched his large hands take care with tying the silk cloth around your wrists. You held them obediently towards him, as if you were about to say a prayer.

He made sure you were bare, wearing only a pair of cotton panties, but his features were focused on the task, his lips pursed into a thin line and the furrow of his brow with his concentration.

“How do you know how to do this?” You could not help but ask.

He looked up to your face and the bicolor beauty of his gaze, his one lavender eye nearly swallowed by his blown pupil and the sapphire stone that replaced his other, caused your breath to hitch in your throat. “I looked up a YouTube video,” he hummed, pulling the silk cloth under and over, between your wrists, with the trail of leftover fabric enough to leash you to him.

He tugged to check the hold and you stumbled forward, your fingers pressed against his bare chest to hold yourself; you could see the curl of his lips, pleased with himself. “This should hold,” and he leaned forward until you felt the warmth of his breath tickle the shell of your ear. “Now, don’t forget,” he whispered. “Dracarys.”

Aemond waited until he saw you nod your understanding of the safe word, then his eye roamed over to admire your form, the curves of your body and the goosebumps that flushed over, your nipples erect and the subtle, fervent clenching of your thighs. He smirked and you watched his gaze darken, pulling you until you were staggering towards the bed, dragging you on to the mattress.

Your heart pounded against your ribcage, your back flushed against the sheets and your arms above your head; you watched him knot the excess fabric to the headboard, keeping you in place.

Satisfied, he pulled back and shifted until he was straddling your thighs, his body weight and warmth made your core clenched.

You could not help the subtle tremor that rolled over you when he reached forward and allowed a single finger to touch your hip bone, tracing the waistband of your panties towards your center and dragging it down over your clothed slit, drenched with your anticipation.

“So wet for me already,” he mused, smirking again.

When you opened your lips to reply, his other hand held up to stop you. “That wasn’t a question,” his tone matching his dark gaze. “Or do I need to get the gag as well?”

Aemond was startling with an almost ethereal beauty; his broad shoulders, the planes of his abdomen and the lines led to his slender waist, the jutting of his hip bones with how he was seated, watching as you mulled over your words. There was a moment you debated to push him further, but instead you remained quiet, licking your lips, and his smile brimmed on sardonic.

He leaned forward and the touch of his silver hair to your bare chest caused your back to arc slightly. There was the purr of his low baritone when he said, “That’s what I thought.” He leaned towards the left side of the bed and reached into the top drawer, pulling out your vibrator. “Good girl.”

Your breathing quickened as he moved and nestled his thigh between to spread your legs apart, his hand dipped to hook into your panties and push them aside. You felt the curl of his finger and loved how he was so adamantly aware of your pressure points within, the jolting feeling of pleasure pinning you against the mattress.

He watched you and you mewled pitifully as he added the second second finger, joining the come hither curl of the first digit and the motion caused you to squirm. He was quick to bring his other palm to press down on your hip and hold you still.

“Aemond,” you breathed.

He hummed, looking down to your center and you watched his bow lips part, the pink of his tongue that ushered forward a line of spittle that broke away and onto your cunt. “You are doing so well, sweetness,” he encouraged, adding a third finger and you cried softly with the stretch.

You heard the hum of your vibrator and watched as he brought it to the tops of your folds and nestled between, gingerly rubbing it against your bundle of nerves. The sensation, coupled with the motion of his three fingers, their rhythmic in and out of your cunt, brought you to the precipice of your climax and it began to crest over you with his simultaneous ministrations.

His thumb pressed a button and the hum grew high-pitched, the vibration intensified, and tears spilled on your face. “Aemond,” you gasped. “Aemond, please-”

He hummed, “Not until you come for me, sweetness.”

And it crashed into you, roaring in your ears as your cunt clenched at his fingers with your release; you whined at the pressure of your vibrator still against your clit. “Too much, too much,” you cried out. “D-dracarys!”

Only then did the sound stop, abrupt, but your core still throbbed as you laid there, panting and your cheeks wet, trying to pace your breath. You shifted your weight, trying to ease the slight ache to your wrists and only then were you aware he was standing at the side of the bed.

You watched him remove his sweatpants, his cock swollen and flushed, and he crawled back between your thighs. His hand grabbed his base and he dragged his tip along your silken folds, until it glistened from your release.

You could have cried from the overstimulation, your pleasure curling up your spine, your wet eyes searching for his face and saw he wore the same severity to his sharp features, the sight of him caused your core to clench. “We are not finished, sweetness,” he murmured, lining himself with your entrance. “Not yet.”

Despite the years spent together, even after your orgasm, you still relished in the delightful stretch as he sheathed himself in you. You whimpered and he held still, that dark façade cracking for a moment as he watched you, always careful, always considerate.

You exhaled, but your eyes met with his stare; you bit your bottom lip to prepare and gave a quick nod.

He folded you in half, it seemed; he pulled your legs up, until the tops of your thighs pressed into the mattress and his large palms held behind your knees. There were the lewd sounds with his brutal pace, perfectly agonizing as his hips snapped against you and his hip bones dug deliciously into the softness of your thighs.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, still sensitive from the first release, feeling him hit that same sweet spot within you. The build up was quick and you cried out again, stars dancing in your eyes.

His thrusts grew lazy and he pulled back, fisting his length and the pearly ropes of his release fell onto your abdomen; his arm reached forward and held himself above you, your legs melted back into the bed. His eye caught you and he quickly untied the knot, then pressed a kiss to your hairline with the promise, “I will be right back.”

He returned with a warm washcloth and you hummed as he was careful to wipe your stomach. He moved to remove the silk bindings and saw the red from the holding; he took care to massage your palm in turn, kissing your wrists.

You sighed from the intimacy of the moment, enjoying the softness of his lips against your skin and, when he was finished, how he fit so perfectly against your backside; you enjoyed the comfort of his arm that wrapped around your waist and how he pulled you flushed against his chest.

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